Stereotypical

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The Student Life… Again

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I’m in my second week of classes. Biology, to be specific.

Why am I taking it again?

For starters, I took it ten years ago, and for PA schools, you need at least one Bio classes taken within the last five years. My last classes were six years ago. Another reason is because I need reccomendation letters. At least three from professors. Science professors.

So here I am, waiting outside of Bio lab. Post exam, the first one. I was so worried about it. Now, I feel very meh – I suppose I did alright. There were a few I had doubts, but for the most part the material felt familiar. But I did study. Maybe cram would be a better word. But I do take time every day to go over the notes and read the chapter. Like all good students are supposed to.

You would think since this is a refresher, this would be a piece of cake. And for the most part it is, but the way it is being taught is not ringing any bells. For example, the last lecture and lab covered organic molecules. It was giving me flashbacks of orgo. Organic chemistrymy mortal enemy. I don’t remember Bio being like this the first time! But it depends on the teacher, I guess.

Okay, time for lab.

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May 30, 2012 at 19:20

Too Focused

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I said I would only stay at the library for an hour. I have a family thing at 8:00.

I said I would make it.

Well, it’s almost 9:00 and the library is about to close up.

Whoops. This is what happens when I decide to completely change my presentation last minute. And what is up with finally finding all the information on my topic that I’ve been searching for?!?

Stressed out? Check. Procrastination? In full effect.

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March 18, 2010 at 20:51

What on Earth is a Schematic Drawing?!?

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I was up all night finishing a presentation for Seminar. I originally planned on working on it the past week, but I ended up doing it last night. And as all procrastination goes, I started to freak out.

Big time.

I was reading article after article, adding more information because I felt my presentation wasn’t good enough. Not only that, I had no point. Going over my power point, it seemed like I was just throwing facts on there but there was no connection.

And then there was the schematic drawing.

WTF is this?!?

Program Director wanted us to provide at the end of our presentation one slide that summarizes the whole thing. Think Concept Map. Concept map… but no words. Just pictures.

Needless to say, this one slide took up the majority of time, and hell… even SO joined in and helped me punch something out.

I worked on through the early morning, when I got a text message around 5:

School Closed

Saved!

I finished up some slides and went to bed. Now I’m up and not really feeling like looking at that presentation. Perhaps later. I’m going to enjoy this rainy day off.

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March 15, 2010 at 12:32

Bored as Hell

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It is the afternoon and the morning class is still going.

It is nowhere near finishing, either. This would be fine if the teacher in question was actually teaching. Instead, Professor Story is going on and on about this and that… nothing of any importance. And she doesn’t mind that almost all of the class is on their computers, checking Facebook, watching Hulu, talking to each other on gchat.

Waste of time class.

The next class isn’t any better. It’s the one class that runs the whole semester, it has so far been a waste of time. Plus Program Director runs it and… what can I say? I do well on an initial draft, but get penalized because the final draft of my paper is too long? Too long?!? I cut out pages in that paper to get within the mandated 3-5 pages. It’s difficult to really have a good position piece if you’re limited in what you can actually present.

I think I should get something to eat.

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March 8, 2010 at 14:03

Random Study Thought

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I think it’s safe to say that I will not keep in touch with any of my classmates when we’re done.

Yeah, I’m anti-social like that.

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February 15, 2010 at 23:53

And It Begins Again

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Yesterday we had our first class of the semester. Med Surg 2. I am closing in on graduation, with really only this class (the others I hear are a cake walk) standing in my way. In my usual fashion, I strolled in late. Sat in the back, and tried my best to pay attention to the lecture. Not too bad, but I had the feeling I would really have to study this time around.

Today should have been a clinical day, but instead we all met at school to get our hospital orientations… again. Considering we keep going back to the same hospitals, why do this again? Well, it seems that the hospital I will be at for the next month has changed their orientation for student nurses. And… their presentation is based on one that was presented by a student from last year’s class. Go ABSN.

I’m going back to the ICU. Pretty happy about that, I really dislike the medical floors. I need that constant, move from one thing to the next that I would expect in a unit such as the ICU. In reality, I’m sure that I’ll have a lot of down time. I am after all, just a nursing student. I am limited in what I can do, and what I can do is always supervised. It can be frustrating at times, because you get the feeling that you’re really not doing anything. But I see their point- I can totally screw up and they would have to deal with it.

The group I’m in seems pretty good- pretty much the top of the class… and me. I truly feel like the weakest link in the group, and I hope I don’t screw up. SO thinks I’m crazy to think that way, and constantly reminds me of how most of the class usually turns to me when it comes to schoolwork. I think they’re nuts, I really have no clue what I’m doing. If anything, it’s the all those science classes I’ve taken over the years that are somehow eeking out of my brain. But really… I have no clue what I’m doing.

After letting them sit on the floor of my bedroom for the last two months, I’ve finally put my uniforms into the wash. I also bought a new pair of shoes for clinical, I can’t take those nursing shoes anymore. Nursing Mates kill your feet, and they’re supposed to do the opposite. I decided to get one of those exercise shoes, think MBT/Sketches/Dr. Scholl’s. There are so many brands out there hawking their take on the shoe, so you should find something in your price range. On my last rotation, Psych, all the nurses wore them and kept going on and on about how wonderful they are during the shift. Unlike Danskos (which I would rather wear), the is little chance you’ll turn your ankles on these. They take some getting used to, because you feel like you’re going to fall backwards. But it’s supposed to help with your posture, and give your a good workout. Considering I’m on my feet most of the day, it should be a crazy good workout.

With that done, I’m off to do some studying. I really am. I have motivation again.

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January 20, 2010 at 13:50

Apparently B and I are BFF

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Passing is what’s important, yeah yeah… but that elusive A. You would think this far in I would have figured out my preferred study method.

Nope. Haven’t got one. I can study and do well, I can study and do poorly. Same with not studying. So does that mean I already know this stuff? Or am I just good at taking multiple guess tests?

Really, this doesn’t bother me. I’m passing. Just right now I have some free time and the retake which I thought I aced, I didn’t. One wrong… again.

Just started Nursing Concepts, which so far seems interesting. Mostly discussion, which I like, but we’re being graded more heavily for participating… which can be difficult in my group. So hard to get a chance to speak when the same two or three people always need to comment. There’s a written assignment and we have to give a presentation to the class. And lucky me… I’m one of the first people going. Luckily I got a good topic, should have it done by the end of the week.

Off to do some non-school related things. See… it’s possible to have a life in an accelerated program!

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September 1, 2009 at 18:17